In Bhava-agra, heaven's catastrophe.

The skies thundered, the clouds wallowed in rain as the great GREAT pillars of heaven itself descended down upon the earthly atmosphere.

There shall come forth a downhill movement of a keystone from heaven in its descent, inching its way away from the holy skies above as a magnificent celestial being stood on it. The eldest daughter of the Hinanawi Clan... The "Sword of Hisou" was clasped in her wrists. Her rainbow pattern on her apron gleamed. Her heavenly, blue hair waves against the wind. The skies itself shook from her entrance.

"So... This is the mortal realm they refer to..."

"Alast, Been sitting pretty on a cloud above the world... Isn’t it a virtue to be more down-to-earth? All right! Time to shake things up tonight…!"